Chapter 249
Chapter 249 Thought You Were Pretty Strong
“You dare to hide?!” The spiky-haired guy had missed his strikes a few times and was beginning to get enraged. “If you’re a man, fight us fair and square!”
“Huh? Fight fair and square?” Ling Mo dodged like a pro, his tone oddly perplexed. “So, four against one is fair and square, huh?”
The spiky-haired guy attacked even more fiercely: “You bastard! You talk a big game! I bet you used that mouth to trick the lady!”
Ling Mo frowned slightly: “I really want to say you guys might be misunderstanding things, and this is just the first dungeon; is it necessary to rush into killing? Can’t we sit down and have a good talk?”
He wasn’t really angry about their accusations—maybe he had simply outgrown that hot-headed stage. Besides, what they said was merely their opinion; reality doesn’t change because of a few words. True strong people wouldn’t bother correcting such trivial matters.
He just found it a bit odd.
Xia Xinyan had mentioned that his online reputation wasn’t great, something he hadn’t particularly cared about before. After all, he wasn’t like the hefty guy who wanted to be an idol online, nor did he have the time to waste searching himself up on the internet; naturally, he wasn’t aware of his online image.
But that shouldn’t be the case; he had seen a lot of the hefty guy’s videos—mainly to check if the hefty guy had edited out anything embarrassing. And the hefty guy really knew how to keep it together when it came to his own footage. He hardly missed out on any opportunity to look cool, even editing in moments of slick turns. As for other players, any scene that made them steal his spotlight was cut out; everyone in his videos was just background noise.
Thus, Ling Mo and Xia Xinyan didn’t display much power in the hefty guy’s videos, looking just like average players, nothing particularly eye-catching. If anything had sparked conversation, it might have been that old basketball match or the video where Ling Mo faced off against Summer Jincang… Well, if anyone was annoyed with him over those two videos, that was out of his control.
After all, he had no intention of showing off.
Of course, he wasn’t so easy-going as to get beaten up without retaliating. Right now, he was just considering how best to fight back.
His most effective attack method was to blow things up—thanks to the hefty guy’s explosive chainsaw inspiration—and to be honest, blowing things up was really satisfying. Bomb once, if it doesn’t kill, bomb again until it does.
But in this cramped space, bombs weren’t very suitable. He couldn’t guarantee that causing an explosion wouldn’t lead to a collapse, and besides, he planned to have a nice chat with them. If he accidentally blew them up, there would be no one left to talk to.
So if he could use words to make them stop attacking, Ling Mo was more than willing to give it a shot.
Too bad the spiky-haired guy clearly had no intention of accepting his goodwill: “Sit down and chat? Sure, but if you kneel down and give us three loud bows, and call us ‘Daddy’, we might consider stopping to talk.”
In the spiky-haired guy’s eyes, Ling Mo’s refusal to fight back was a clear sign of cowardice. He thought this guy simply didn’t have the strength to fight back, which is why he was begging for mercy like this.
He was exactly like the ‘soft rice man’ he had heard about.
And he hated that kind of person most.
Ling Mo raised an eyebrow: “Now that’s just boring…”
As a player, even in a PVP dungeon, he would give people a chance. He understood the real background of this game; humans were always in the same camp, and infighting was a pointless drain on resources. So unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn’t choose to attack others.
But if it came to being insulted like this… then there was no need to keep playing nice.
“Boring? I think it’s quite amusing,” the spiky-haired guy laughed. “I love playing with scum like you bit by bit…”
Bang—!
In the midst of their words, a punch was easily caught by a hand right in front of him.
This time, Ling Mo did not evade the spiky-haired guy’s attack.
Judging from the attack style, the spiky-haired guy’s abilities were in physical enhancement; he was probably the strongest of the four, so it made sense that he was the leader. Yet, even with such a full-powered punch, Ling Mo didn’t budge an inch.
Of course, this was also because the spiky-haired guy had already wasted a lot of stamina with his previous missed attacks.
Ling Mo held the black cat in one arm and pinched the spiky-haired guy’s fist with the other, smiling slightly: “Scum, huh?”
Then he kicked the spiky-haired guy right in the stomach.
The latter was sent flying backward like an arrow, crashing through a slanted wall and shocking the three teammates nearby.
Ling Mo stood on the same steel beam as before, casually surveying the scene: “Are you coming all at once, or one at a time?”
His abilities didn’t enhance his physical strength; no matter how much he invested in his stats, he couldn’t outmatch pure physical enhancement abilities. The spiky-haired guy indeed had the capital to be arrogant—but he hadn’t realized Ling Mo was cheating.
At this moment, beneath Ling Mo’s clothes was an advanced exoskeleton armor.
He had manifested it.
With this exoskeleton armor’s enhancement, his raw physical strength could easily crush the spiky-haired guy.
Is that why we say his abilities are rigged? As long as applied appropriately, his powers could take on any form.
Plus, he was a master of bluffs.
The other three wore headlamps, and in the dim light, the only noticeable change was that Ling Mo had gloves on his bare hands; other than that, there weren’t any obvious differences. Yet, he had managed to overpower the spiky-haired guy. Is that reasonable?
Didn’t they say he was just a soft rice guy? An utterly lousy ability user?
So why were they hesitating to step up now?
Seeing them dumbfounded, Ling Mo relaxed his grip: “You see, wouldn’t it have been easier to sit down and talk from the start? Why fight? It just ruins the mood…”
“Fuck you!” A low growl from the ruins interrupted Ling Mo’s words, and then the bloodied spiky-haired guy crawled back out of the darkness, charging straight at Ling Mo with a punch aimed at him. “Bring it on! I’m going to break every bone in your body!”
Ling Mo’s gaze sharpened as he hugged the black cat tighter, moving directly to confront the attacker, raising his fist without dodging to meet the incoming punch.
Bang—!
A dull thud echoed in the darkness as the two fists collided, locking in a stance for two seconds, and then… the spiky-haired guy’s right arm dropped completely.
“Sorry, I thought you were pretty strong from that last punch, so I just hit a bit harder,” Ling Mo stepped back a couple of paces, looking genuinely sincere.
The spiky-haired guy: “……”
